Heath and Sophie
Heath moaned and flopped back dramatically onto his bed. "No."
"Slaying, slaying, slaying! Come on, you'll feel better if you kill something!" Sophie said perkily, already recovered from their long flight.
"No, Prongs. No fighting." Heath put his hands over his eyes.
"POUNCE!" Sophie jumped onto his stomach and started tickling him. "MWHAHAHAHA! No one can resist me!"
"AHHH!" Heath yelled as she tickled him unmercifully. "Gerroff!"
"Nup! Slay, slay, slay!"
"Argh! Fine! I'll come with you!" Sophie grinned, and slid off him.
"Good boy," Sophie cooed as he dragged himself off the bed, grumbling under his breath. She threw him his ax and then some stakes and holy water. "Got your cross?"
"Yes, mum," Heath sighed as he loaded the stakes into the triggers Samantha had designed. He felt a pang of grief. She'd worked so hard on them...saved his throat from fangs more then once. Sophie sensed his swing back down into depression, and patted his head.
"C'mon. Let's go kill things." She buckled her swordbelt round her waist and stuck a stake down the back of her pants before tying her hair back in a tight ponytail. They slipped out onto the streets to kill some things of darkness.
"There's a nest ahead," Heath mumured to her as they walked the streets.
"Yep. Spidey sense is tingling." Sophie hefted a bottle of what Heath had created. It caused a quick intense fire when exposed to the open air, and could be made from things readily available on the shelves of your local supermarket. She walked up to the window of the building, opened a window with a surge of strength and tossed the bottle inside. It shattered, and she ran away as it exploded with a sullen 'whoomf'. They started to stake the vampires who ran out.
Kennedy
Gunn led the group round the corner, in an almost race with Kennedy. They saw two other people standing in front of a nest, killing the vampires, so Kennedy rushed forward and started to help, Gunn by her side.
Anya sauntered slowly around, knowing her fighting skills weren't the greatest, and was just going to take her time. hopefully the vamps would be dead before she even got there.
Sophie and Heath
Sophie backflipped away from a vamp, kicking it in the face on her way. "STAKE!" Heath tossed her one as he slipped to using his axe one handed. She caught it as the axe swung through a vamp's neck, and soon two explosions of dust hung in the air. "You noticed we found help?"
"Sweet." Heath grinned at her. "Whatcha say, sheila, we get this lot wrapped up?"
"Got another special?"
"You just love to make things go boom, don't you?"
"You're the one who makes them!"
"Boom, boom, boomety boom. Catch." He tossed her a bottle and she grinned like a maniac, before scaling the wall via a drainpipe and tossing the bottle in an upstaurs window. KABOOM! She pushed out from the wall in a flip as the glass showered out around her in a sparkling cascade. A flaming vampire fell out of the window, dusting before it hit her.
Andrew gaped as Sophie hit the ground in a crouch, then immediately surged upwards with a stake embedding itself in the vampire's throat. The vampire plucked it out and snarled at her.
"You missed, Slayer bitch."
"SNUFFLES! He called me a bitch!" Sophie pouted. Heath got a nasty grin.
"Sophs, you wanna play tag?"
"Oh yeah! Tag!" Sophie's sword swung up, and sliced off the vampire's hand. "You're it!"
"OW!"
"Ta, Prongs." They systematically dismembered the vampire before
Sophie sliced its head off. They kept dusting other vampires as they
played with the 'tag' one. Andrew dusted a vampire and felt proud of
himself. "And this is a song for the battler,
For the battler who sees it through -
And this is a song for the broken heart
That turns up as good as new..."
"You know, you really can't sing," Sophie told him in superior tones as she leant on her sword. Heath laughed and rested his axe on his shoulder.
"Yeah, bloody oath I can't sing. Makes ya cringe though, which makes it fun."
"Sheep shagger."
"Just cos I'm from Tamworth..." Heath sighed, and Sophie laughed, before a stake left her hand and embedded itself in the heart of the last vampire as it was running away. The surprised vampire dusted.
OOC: 'As good as new', lyrics by Henry Lawson
Kennedy
Kennedy dusted the vamps around her, Gunn fighting by her side.
Anya came into the fray, sword swinging and a determined look etched across her features.
"Yo, ANYA, duck!" Kennedy yelled.
Anya ducked and Kennedy staked the vampire behind her.
Once all the vamps were dusted, Kennedy looked around, then spotted the two other kids.
Sophie and Heath
Sophie went and picked up one of the stakes she'd thrown during the fight and stuck it back down the back of her pants. "Snuuuuuuffles, there's no Angel's here."
"What a pity. We'll have to break our Slaying tradition." Heath grinned as she pouted at him.
"Angel's?" Andrew asked hesitantly. Sophie spared him a glance.
"Coffee shop back in my hometown in Oz, since HEATH IS A FRIGGING SHEEP SHAGGER!" Sophie bounced, grinning.
"Tone it down, Prongs." Heath winced.
"Let's go kill things! Sacred duty and all that." She lifted an eyebrow. "And it's fun."
"Yeah, yeah. We should at least say g'day first." Heath turned to Gunn and the others, one hand balancing the axe on his shoulder and the other held out for one of them to shake. "G'day, mates. Well, good evenin', really."
"But it was morning when we lefted!"
Kennedy
Anya nodded. "Right, well, that was strange."
Gunn rolled his eyes.
Kennedy nodded a greeting at the two others. "I'm Kennedy, and I'm a Slayer too. You would be?"
Heath and Sophie
Andrew shook Heath's hand hesitantly. "I'm Andrew."
"Nice to meet you, Andrew," Heath said easily, the rudeness of the others irking him some. Sophie snickered to herself. She knew that look. Heath was gonna put on his 'I'm just a dumb country hick' act. Sure enough, when he spoke next, his accent was considerably thicker. "Stone the flaming crows, didn't think there'd be so many cobbers out here who fight the good fight."
"Yeah, well, that's us." Andrew smiled slightly as Heath released his hand.
"Name's Heath."
"Sophie! Hey, you wanna go for a cuppa?" She said to Andrew, easily ignoring the other people with him. She smiled at him, and Heath rolled his eyes slightly. He smacked her up the back of her head.
"Don't play games."
"Bite me, Padfoot."
"Time, place and bodypart, Prongs." He grinned. "Anyway, we're from Down Under. Hellmouth there."
"Scawy," Sophie said solomnly, before leaning on Heath casually. "So, Andrew mate, you up for a bit of a chat? Clue us in on the lay of the land? I need coffe now."
"Addict."
"There are worse things to be addicted to, country boy."
Kennedy
Gunn saluted. "Charles Gunn, nice to meet fellow fighters."
Anya smiled. "I'm Anya."
Kennedy indicated around the corner. "I think there's a coffee place around the corner."
Heath and Sophie
"Sweet." Heath nodded. "Nice ta meet ya."
"COFFEE!"
"Yeah, Soph, coffee. Keep your head down or something will hit-" He broke off suddenly, and gritted his teeth. Sophie reached out and touched his shoulder. "Stuff it. Let's get that coffee." He threw it off and walked in the direction Kennedy had pointed. He violently kicked a piece of rubbish out of the way as he walked by it.
"Shit." Sophie bit her lip.
"What was that?" Andrew asked carefully.
"We lost someone...when Faith her oh so high and mighty Slayerbitchiness closed the Hellmouth. Sammy got her skull crushed in by a falling rock."
"Oh." Andrew looked down and shuffled his feet.
"Nothing to with you, cobber. He loved her, is all." She smiled bitterly, then set off after her friend. "Hey, Sirius, wait up!"
Andrew looked back at his group of friends, then shrugged. "Well, we gonna have coffee with them or what?"
Kennedy and Anya
Gunn shook his head. "I'll pass... I'm gonna try and track down Wes and see if anything else has come up on this Angelus business." He waved a little and headed off in the opposite direction.
Kennedy and Anya looked at each other. "Nothing better."
"Shouldn't we be packing?" Kennedy asked.
"We can do that later tonight," Anya replied and set out after the two teens.
Sophie and Heath
Heath was brooding over a cup of black coffee as Sophie sat down.
"Blackie..."
"Don't, alright? Just don't."
She sighed. "She wouldn'tve wanted you to punish yourself forever."
"I should've been able to save her."
"You couldn't. Hell, I couldn't. And I'm the Slayer with all the super powers." She looked up as Andrew sat down with a cup of coffee.
"So, what's it like in Australia?"
"Hot," Heath contributed. "Very, very hot." He sipped from his coffee.
"What's your deal?" Sophie asked Andrew.
"I'm training to be a Watcher."
"Oooh, Watcher, yick." Sophie made a face.
Kennedy and Anya
Kennedy ordered a coffee for herself and Anya, and brought them over to where they were sitting and sat down next to Anya.
"So what brings you to LA then?" Kennedy asked.
Sophie and Heath
"Hanson!" Sophie bounced in her seat. "Yay! Hanson!"
"Now you've got her started..." Heath very deliberately banged his head against the tabletop a few times.
Anya and Kennedy
Kennedy grinned. "Oh dear..."
Anya sipped at her coffee. "They are three very good looking boys. I strongly wish to date one."
"Except you're a bit old for them," Kennedy countered.
"Well, that's a good point."
Sophie and Heath
"Prongs won a competition," Heath said in a muffled voice, forehead still pressed into the table.
"Hanson!"
"And I, lucky bastard that I am, got to come along with her."
Kennedy and Anya
"Cool!" Kennedy put in. "We should delay moving and see them!"
Anya smiled. "Hmmm... that sounds like a good idea. Andrew?"
Sophie, Heath and Andrew
"You guys can go. I'm not that really a big Hanson fan," Andrew said uncomfortably.
"Blasphemer!" Sophie gasped. "You dare deny the greatness and hotness that is Hanson?"
"I do, all the time," Heath put in. Sophie punched his arm. "Ow...you are too violent."
"Heath, darling boy, it's my job to be violent."
Anya and Kennedy
Anya frowned. "Well... if Andrew doesn't go, I'll stay with him. We could do some more weapons training."
"Ugh, training when you could be perving on Hanson?" Kennedy asked.
Sophie, Heath and Andrew
"Ike! Yay!" Sophie bounced again.
"Oh, just fanbleedingtastic..." Heath mumured.
"You don't have to do that, Anya. Really. I'm sure I'll be fine for a couple of hours..." Andrew's forehead creased slightly.
Anya and Kennedy
Anya nodded. "Well, if you're sure. Yay Hanson!"
Kennedy bounced. "We should probably look into getting tickets."
Sophie and Heath
"Yeah. I have backstage passes too! Yay!" Sophie grinned.
"I'm going with her, just to make sure Hanson is safe."
"I don't jump strange guys, Blackie."
"No, just me." She slapped his arm hard.
"NAsty! Ew!"
Heath grinned.
Anya and Kennedy
Kennedy grinned. "Mmm Hanson."
Anya shook her head. "I think we lost contact. Anyway, we should head back, I wanna pack all our stuff up. Ok, I want Kennedy to do it for me, because she's the strongest, and she can move all the furniture."
"I'm a Slayer, not a removalist."
"Yeah, but so much stronger than me."
"Alright."
Heath, Sophie and Andrew
"Yeah. We need sleep." Heath nodded slowly. Andrew scribbled on a bit of paper.
"That's my mobile number. If you need anything..."
"We'll call," Sophie said.
"And the number for the Hotel is under that."
"Hotel?"
"Headquarters. Well, it usually is." Andrew looked worried.
"Ok..." Sophie raised her eyebrows slightly but pocketed the numbers anyway.
Anya and Kennedy
Anya stood up, Kennedy fast at her heels. "We'll catch you guys later, then," Kennedy said.
Anya smiled. "Stay safe." She turned to leave.
Andrew, Sophie and Heath
"Nice meeting you," Andrew said shyly as he shook Heath's hand, then Sophie's. Sophie grinned at him, then leant over and pecked him on the cheek. Andrew blushed, then stumbled out the door after Anya and Kennedy.
"See ya round, mates," she said, grinning. Heath shook his head at her. "What?"